Sleep

It's been hard to get to sleep
Sometimes I just lay awake
And I think of that fucking day
Where I'll go

If it's too good to be true
Then it is not what it seems
If she ask what we are then
I don't want to be mean, hey
I just want the replays
If one of them burns
That's why I made three plays

I'm high with the birds
Maybe that's why you can't see me
I don't even know what's her face no more
That's by Green Day
I don't know what the fuck they do it for
I do it for green pay
My weed's colored like a green snake
Seats Butter with the Cream paint

I, re-recover with a mean strength
They put out their trailers
I was always full screen length
Always full

Woo-ooh, da-da-da-da
It's a master plan I was working on

Hey, this is just how it had to be
You can't even be mad at me
I spent way too long battling
I need my car to cost a salary
I need my pockets full of celery
I mean like really mozzarella cheese
Fill the safe up with the hella G's
Sheesh

It's been hard to get to sleep
Sometimes I just lay awake
And sometimes I, levitate
And leave my body for a week

Now I'm a zombie watch me creep
I ask those who love me to not weep
I don't plan on coming back, I'm in too deep
Get that shit out my face man
That shit too cheap
Man that fit too weak
Oh no, that bitch a treesh
It smells like you rolled some bullshit
Is that shit trees
Brian's drop a new breach then it's time for breesh
Make me the president of Telegram I'll make a speech
Or, put me on the stage and watch me preach
Let me run the fucking class yea, watch me teach
All that low energy to his own his each
Feel like Chip Skylark just me and my shiny teeth
Glee



Credits
Writer(s): Kleber Mendes
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